The midsummer wind blew away the heat of the summer. When Song Weiqing first arrived on campus, the bright sunshine of Shen Liuxu, whom he met, was like a gust of wind blowing into his ordinary life, causing ripples to appear in such a cold person.
The wind was always like this, wisp after wisp, as if it would never stop, but it only stopped when he needed it most.
Shen Liuxu was like this gust of wind that blew into his heart and stopped when he needed it most.
"I miss you so much." Song Weiqing was immersed in missing Shen Liuxu day after day. "Where should I find you?"
"Don't forget me, classmate Song."
The wind took Chen Liuxu away and filled Song Weiqing's entire life with his thoughts.
The cold and sultry financial entrepreneur VS the sunny and gentle painting artist
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